Kristy Cammell Let’s be real: that can be harder to say some days than others, can’t it?
But if there’s one thing that living and homeschooling with chronic pain for three years taught me?
To be thankful for the little things, the menial things, the seemingly insignificant, somewhat frustrating, day-in and day-out tasks that form so much of our lives.
Because when, for a season, you literally can’t do them, you become that much more aware of their worth.
Of the love that you can pour into your hands as you hang another load of washing, pack a dishwasher, or prepare a hot meal.
Of the value of a hug or a snuggle on the couch that doesn’t make you wince in pain then end it too soon.
Of the preciousness of those minutes when you can physically sit beside your child and help with a math problem.
Of the ability to think long enough, and clearly enough, to answer a question for the umpteenth time.
Of the all the things you get to do… simply because you can.
Right now, if you’re in a season where you can’t, please be patient with yourself. Let what you can do, be enough. Because trust me: it is.
Today’s seeds may look different for you in this season, but they will still be tomorrow’s flowers. And tomorrow will come, in time.
Sending you each a hug today!
